My Husband Gave My Seat on Our Private Jet to His Secretary—Then I Discovered Who Really Owned His Billion-Dollar Company
But by the fact that I was prepared to exercise rights he’d treated as practically irrelevant.
I opened the patent agreements.
Thirteen records lay in order.
Aaron looked at them.
“Those are company patents.”
“They are subject to licensing arrangements,” I answered.
“Through Prescott?”
“Through entities connected to the family trust, according to the specific agreements.”